INICIAR SESIÓNIsabellaI began packing the few things I had in Logan's mansion as soon as I entered the room. I'd put a call through to some house agents and asked that they help me get a mini-apartment. “What's happening, Isabella?” Nina walked into the room and asked me. A smile that didn't reach my face tugged at my lips as I met her gaze. Her eyebrows furrowed as she stared at me. “I'm travelling for a while, Nina.” My lips lied to her. I didn't want her to know that I was leaving. At least not yet. I don't know what I would do if I told her I was leaving and she crashed out in my presence. It's better than she found out after I had left. Nina crossed her arms below her breasts and glared at me. “You are travelling?” She asked, disbelief and confusion clouding her features. I could tell that she hadn't believed what I had just said. My excuse was truly unbelievable, because where would I travel to after just opening a restaurant in a few weeks? “Yup, Nina.” I bit my lower lip as the lie
LoganAfter receiving Isabella's call, I drove straight to her restaurant. I didn't know what I hoped to hear from her, but it definitely wasn't her ending our arrangement. The moment she said those words about ending our arrangement, I felt a full ache settle in my chest— slow, deep and suffocating. My fingers clenched into fists around her desk, not to lash out at her, but to keep myself from falling apart, because it felt like I was about to. After the death of Anastasia, I'd built walls high enough to keep women out, yet somehow, she'd slipped through. And now? She was leaving a hollow ache in my chest. I didn't break. I never do. But damn, it hurts. Even more than I ever imagined. I always knew nothing would last forever and a day like this would always come. But I never thought it would hurt this way. My chest tightened painfully as I trudged out of her office. I couldn't force her. If she wanted the arrangement to end, then so be it. I never force women to do things agains
IsabellaLogan stood by the window, both hands in his pants pockets as he stared outside. I stopped in my tracks, watching as his shoulders tensed as though he had sensed my presence. Of course, he would have. Swallowing the invisible lump in my throat, I said, “Hi, Logan.” A forced smile tugged at my lips despite my nervousness. My legs shook beneath my body as he slowly turned around, his gaze boring into me like he could see every thought I was trying to hide. His eyebrows furrowed, a flicker of something unreadable passing over his features. For a moment, he just stared blankly at me, causing my heart to pound heavily against my chest. After what felt like forever, he gave a small nod, and I walked towards the chair, my mind in turmoil of emotions. I perched on it with a loud sigh. “You don't look fine,” Logan stated the obvious, his tone void of any warmth.“I'm fine.” I countered, eyes flashing with defiance. I wished I could let him know that I wasn't fine, but I couldn'
ISABELLA Shopping! Shopping! That was the only thing I could do all day. I had decided to take a break from work today because I knew there was no way I could concentrate at work. And I trust my employees to handle things well. Sooner or later, I will have to get an assistant. “Good morning, ma’am.” Efe’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. A smile that didn’t reach my eyes tugged at the corners of my lips. “Good morning, Efe,” I muttered as he opened the car door for me. He got in and started the car, then I told him to drive me to the nearest mall. “Ma’am?” He looked over his shoulder, his expression a mixture of shock and confusion. “You heard me right, Efe! Drive me to the nearest mall.” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as though I had no strength to speak. I couldn’t stay at home because I knew the thoughts of what happened last night would keep clouding my mind. And knowing that Nina only sleeps during the day, I couldn’t disturb her sleep. She had stayed up with
LOGANThe instant Isabella stormed out of my car, it felt like a part of me was ripped out of my body. I clenched my fists tightly, fingers digging deep into my palms until they drew out blood. She had found out about Anastasia and asked about her. I didn't think she was the type to go against the arrangement we had. Not only did she break the rules, but she went as far as digging into Anastasia. That was something she shouldn't have found out. I didn't know how much she knew yet, but with her reactions, it was obvious she knew how important she was to me. “Bella, Bella,” I yelled through clenched teeth. I didn't know why, but I felt the need to explain things to her. To let her know Anastasia was dead. She couldn't think she could compete with a dead woman, right? But then again, I had no reason to explain myself to her. What we had was just an arrangement that shouldn't have involved us falling for each other. But we'd both broken the rules by falling for each other, even thoug
ISABELLAThe question rolled off my tongue before I could even stop it. I clenched my fists, my fingers digging into my palms as I embraced myself for what was coming. Logan let out a sigh and looked over his shoulder, a flicker of something I couldn't decipher, passing over his features. “What mysterious woman?” His tone was cold, detached like he'd not just acted like he cared about me a moment ago. In that moment, I knew I should not push further. I knew that bringing up the talk would only hurt me more, but I didn't stop. Maybe I needed to hear the truth to feel better and realise that I couldn't get him to open up his heart to me and love me. “The one your fans are always talking about,” I said, my voice barely audible, but I knew he heard me. His eyebrows twitched, and he exhaled sharply through his nose. “You’ve been going through my page, Bella?” He asked, his cold voice slicing through the air like a blade. I didn't respond to his question. I couldn't. And in that mome
IsabellaI woke up to a pounding headache the next day. My eyes opened slowly as I blinked against the light rays from the window. Then I began scanning my environment and realised I was in my room. How the hell did I get here? The last thing I remembered from last night was Efe driving us back h
IsabellaEvery part of my body froze at the voice behind me. It was familiar, too familiar, and impossible to ignore. That voice only belonged to one person. The only person who could make my body react in ways I didn't want. Logan Black. He was the only one whose voice could make a slow warmth
IsabellaThe sun had barely risen when my eyes snapped open. Today was the day. I sat up in bed, my silk bonnet slipping slightly as my thoughts raced faster than my heart. There was no time to sit still and be nervous. I slid out of bed, heaving a sigh as I walked barefoot across the room, grabb
Logan“Isabella Fricks, formerly Penelope White.” My brows furrowed as my investigator's words reached my ears from over the phone. Penelope White? “She had her name changed?” I asked, confused. “Apparently, she fled from New York six years ago and had her identity changed.” He informed me. My







